by the Read Write Poem Staff
Today, Alan Summers wants us to write poems about “humor in love,” and he has a specific form in mind!
Write and capture humorous incidents related to love in a 5-line love poem called a tanka. (You may even decide to create your own tanka journal for love poems!) Here’s how to write one:
- Describe in concrete terms one or two simple images (two or three lines) from your humorous love encounter, not just what you saw but also what you tasted, touched, smelled or heard.
- What were you were thinking at the time this love encounter happened? Write that down, too, as two or three lines, so you have five lines in total for the poem.
- Think about making the third line of your poem into a pivot line, so that it links to both the previous two lines and to the final two lines.
- Test the tanka by dividing it into two parts so the third line acts both as the last line of the first part and as the first line of the second part. Does each section make sense separately, and then together?
- Think about reducing — and even avoiding — capitalization and punctuation because a tanka needn’t be like a sentence or merely a flat statement.

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Well, I don’t think this is what you want. But I will look into the Tanka and write more of them – later.
http://synecdochicstuff.blogspot.com/2010/04/napowrimo-7.html
I’d never written a tanka before, but I think it was a good exercise for me, since I don’t usually write short poems…
http://healingforthehealthy.blogspot.com/2010/04/napowrimo-7-love-funny-side-up.html
I changed the title, which changed the link.
Here’s the new one:
http://lanijo.com/poetry/what-do-we-want-justice-when-do-i-want-it-after-you
Mine’s a little funny (and Tankas are kind of hard!) You can find it here; it has been dubbed
Kissing^3.
Punctuation is Important
winter day that smelled of overturned earth
we lay hip to hip and you say
you feel good
I think this a question answer I’m tired
you say no to hold and don’t air my nerdy laundry
kolokolchiki replied:
April 7th, 2010 at 8:31 pm
Here’s what I came up with http://disorder1313.wordpress.com/2010/04/07/overheard-on-the-sidewalk/
http://sadiespoems.blogspot.com/2010/04/funny-love-tanka.html
I had fun with this prompt!
http://cosmicmermaid.wordpress.com/2010/04/07/shooting-stars/
I couldn’t get a tanka from an encounter- but i’ll try the form tomorrow i think with another subject.
I got something different from the encounter bit though instead
)
Shark Sex
She comes and brings the shark into bed with us,
not just bed, but the kitchen floor, a glint of knife
in one steel intention circles round blood
we’ve become just transparent bags of.
I kiss her neck and it rolls its eyes back,
dark as the oil change of previous lives,
a pre historic mole on her back, as unknown,
smooth as a smashed doll’s tea party scar on her leg.
Something older between us, thrashes
and drags her down. We keep moving or die.
There is no swimming back now her ribs are shed,
cast into cages around tiny men with rubbery lampoons.
They went down and sank, torches dropped
under the decreasing opening of surface sun,
the membrane of daylight torn by her dorsal fin,
muscle, she gathers her strength, twist and clench,
to make her thighs cartilidge, her legs, all tail,
a thresher that removes the head of light spilled as corn.
a conveyor belt of teeth in how she sinks in
then releases the wet tissue of my skin.
Sometimes she’s afraid, her own weight
would crush her if it weren’t for my hands,
her mouth an open slash as I reach deep
to have her breathing through the gills,
and see through the slits of keyholes
into unchartered oceans, a slanted eye to the graveyard
in her gut of lesser fish and small bones.
A (welcome) shorter form for Day 7.
http://tinacelio.wordpress.com/2010/04/07/poetry-can-be-funny/
In theory I’d like to try a tanka, but I thought I’d stay consistent with the rules I decided for myself at the beginning of the month.
There was humour in this when I started, but it seemed to evolve into something a bit more quiet without my realising it.
Oh well; I guess that’s why it’s called a prompt and not a mandate!
http://www.shicho.net/words/?p=1027
As a haikuist, I’ve always wanted to try a tanka. I guess it sometimes takes a gentle nudge to push you in the right direction. Here then is “Love”, my first tanka:
http://caraholman.wordpress.com/2010/04/07/love/
Alan Summers replied:
April 7th, 2010 at 7:29 pm
Are you in the haiku group I run? Why not drop a haiku or two in there.
all my best,
Alan
Cara Holman replied:
April 7th, 2010 at 8:38 pm
Where is that? (I’m new to this blog.)
Sorry if I’ve posted this before–I’m on the road and dealing with poor internet connections. My hasty Day 7 is up at http://www.alienfireworks.blogspot.com — look forward to reading some of these when I get home!
Hi Party People!
http://skankinmoon.wordpress.com/2010/04/07/peepers/
This was tough for me. I really want to try tanka more. I don’t think I got it here, but loved the challenge.
http://marcieaf.blogspot.com/2010/04/napowrimo-day-7.html
my #7 is here
http://waynepitchko.blogspot.com
Here’s mine.
My first tanka. And I sure enjoyed writing it! =)
Read “more than a mere cliche” at http://www.gregoconnell.com
In transit. Back soon.
Yeah! A prompt where being short is expected!
I had forgotten about tankas. Thank you for the great reminder.
http://jasonriedy.wordpress.com/2010/04/07/septinapowrimo/
here’s my 7th poem, Not Love, Feeling Bad:
http:richelledodaro.blogspot.com
sorry, didn’t type that in correctly:
http://richelledodaro.blogspot.com
Here’s #7: “Loving Surprise”
Had to reach back over 18 years to remember this one!
http://www.shewrites.com/profile/NancyHatamiya
Short, sweet and romantic! My favorite and, I like to think, my specialty. Not sure what to make of this one but I’m glad to have been introduced to the tanka!
http://metaphysicworld.wordpress.com/2010/04/07/the-middle-of-jerseyville/
Here’s today’s effort:
http://memali.posterous.com/0730
Fears
My tanka effort is here. Not particularly humorous, except in the funny way the universe has of letting folks find one another quite by accident and before you know it… babies.
I love working in compressed forms!
http://robin-turner.blogspot.com/2010/04/love-story-in-five-lines.html
Love, exciting and new…
http://www.BabblingOnInBabylon.com/blog
Brandy was my “love” for a couple summers, sometimes I took her out with her top off…
http://novaheart.wordpress.com/2010/04/07/poem-4710-tanka-brandy-87/
This was very difficult. But I did enjoy it and I am not sure it was done correctly. Thanks Alan!
You can find mine here:
http://flaubert-poetrywithme.blogspot.com/2010/04/visit-napowrimo-7.html
wish i had more time in a day erotic engine
one week, down!
http://estherpoyer.wordpress.com/2010/04/07/blind-date-poem/
Esther Poyer replied:
April 7th, 2010 at 6:21 pm
thank you RWP staff for poem prompts and inspiration. x x x
Off-prompt: The Wildflower Forest.
7/30 is up at http://www.ronniek.org/napowrimo!
Not digging this prompt, so off-prompt today:
http://triatriatria.wordpress.com/2010/04/07/untitled-2/
http://freckledwriter.blogspot.com/2010/04/1992.html
Reading about a Tanka reminded me that I wanted to try a form poem— I had read about a form, “MATH + POETRY = THE FIB” This form was created in 2009.
My poem After the Day can be found at http://word-painting.blogspot.com/2010/04/after-day.html
If you’re interested in the FIB I have information on my other blog:http://a-word-collage.blogspot.com/2010/03/another-use.html
Linda
Poem #7. “Counterpane.” Posted at http://troysworktable.blogspot.com/2010/04/napowrimo-7.html
Let’s just say that I found this prompt overly constrictive. I still played along, though.
Alan Summers replied:
April 7th, 2010 at 7:41 pm
A good attempt!
It is useful to try both haiku and tanka now and then, but don’t worry about the syllable count as it’s a bit of an urban myth. The count is really to do with the form in Japanese where ‘on’ counting systems are used for sound units.
Just a five line poem using plain language and not trying to capture everything is the best way.
Machi Tawara sold over two million copies of her first poetry collection which was solely tanka, so something must have worked.
all my best, and thanks for trying!
Alan
Ugh. Not happy with this one. But it features coffee.
http://rustbloommansions.blogspot.com/2010/04/day-seven-poem-7-espresso-afterlife.html
The prompt doesn’t mention that the tanka sticks to the 5-7-5-7-5 syllable count, but since it mentions tanka, that’s what I did; which makes it hard to tell a story! But here’s mine, about an embarassing teen moment -
Why I Never Looked into the Sports Store Again
Slow my steps, love-drunk
stare into dimmed shop – he works
there! Heart pounds, face flushed:
teen ritual. Glance right –
Shock! He stands, puzzled.
Alan Summers replied:
April 7th, 2010 at 7:45 pm
Ah, the old urban myth of syllable count. It’s really to do with the original Japanese tanka and the natural rhythm of spoken and written Japanese sound units that can be measured with the “on” counting system (often confused with Western alphabet syllables).
Even traffic signs are in 575 and 77s but they aren’t tanka or haiku, honest!
Some Japanese women tanka writers even write tanka that are shorter than haiku, and vice versa.
If you move away from syllable counting you’ll be surprised how smoothly lyrical your work will be, and not constricted at all.
Alan
p.s.
A valient attempt nonetheless!
I think I failed this one. Started with the time I slammed the brakes on while driving only to realize it wasn’t him I’d seen across the street. But I ended up with five stanzas instead of five lines, and somehow lost the funny along the way. Sorry.
http://sheiladeethdrabbles.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-napowrimo-7.html
Alan Summers replied:
April 7th, 2010 at 7:47 pm
Thank goodness you lost the “rules” and wrote something unusual with the tanka genre/form. Well done!!!
all my best, with a deep bow,
Alan
http://web.me.com/susansonnen/Susan_Sonnens_musings/Blog/Entries/2010/4/7_NaPoWriMo%2C_Day_7.html
Alan Summers replied:
April 7th, 2010 at 7:59 pm
Loved it!
Good contemporary tanka, and showed you have a good grasp of syntax as punctuation wasn’t needed.
Also good tanka isn’t syllable-bound, even with Japanese writers, so glad you just went ahead and wrote the tanka itself.
Alan
Marianne replied:
April 7th, 2010 at 8:38 pm
Just read your Love Tanka, Susan … very nice. I’ve never written in this form before. I enjoyed the challenge!
kolokolchiki replied:
April 7th, 2010 at 8:39 pm
I enjoyed your tanka very much. It goes nicely with the picture on your blog, too.
pamela sayers replied:
April 7th, 2010 at 11:46 pm
Susan,
Sweet one!
Pamela
rallentanda replied:
April 8th, 2010 at 12:10 am
Delightful, Susan!
Here’s mine! I had severe difficulty…could have been my mood, but here goes!
‘An old man at seventeen’
So young and already cantankerous
My antics amuse and confuse you
You still don’t know what to make of me
I smile widely and innocently
You smirk “cutie”
My brain is so tired and I wasn’t going to participate today because it seemed so technical. I didn’t let my burned out brain stop me, so this is what i have for today http://wp.me/pGBCb-1a
http://sky-lined.blogspot.com/2010/04/napowrimo-day-7.html
I have little experience in loving people so please take this love of meteorology instead!
Hit the old wall today. Had a hard time with this one. Kind of off prompt and definitely off form. Not so great, but I don’t have the energy to try for something more tonight.
Rival
The funniest love story I could think of is how I met my husband.
http://kolokoli.blogspot.com/2010/04/meeting-you.html
http://wintermintfruit.blogspot.com/2010/04/and-so-it-was.html Well, I have no personal experience with love, so I just made up something silly still withing the prompt’s limits~
Not sure if it makes the grade, but here is my day 7 contribution:
http://paperdreams-jgc.blogspot.com/2010/04/day-7-love-its-funny-to-me.html
I’m having a great time reading all of your poems. Keep up the good work everyone!
the first warm spring day
strawberries at the grocers
I had to taste them
smiling we meet at the door
strawberries on your lips too
I have enjoyed reading the tankas! (We have ten
solid writers at the school and my mailbox is flooded with their work every morning!
Thank you for this challenge.)
You can read my tanka “doggod” at musetomyeyes.blogspot.com
This was tough! Had to reach back to
Sixth Grade Date
http://daily-yawp.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-7.html
Off-prompt, but I did write something today: the perils of inspiration.
I feel like crud. lol
I wandered off-prompt & found a poem –
http://another2doors.wordpress.com/2010/04/07/all-this/
here is mine: http://teapartiesonneptune.wordpress.com/2010/04/07/one-of-those-bourbon-nights/
This was a tough one, but I gave it a shot.
~~~
Ensnared
Call me Dutchie, said
Short bald man selling time-shares
Honeymoon mistake
No such thing as free breakfast
We were too in love to care
~~~
Feedback welcome.
Kelly replied:
April 7th, 2010 at 9:36 pm
Ugh. Don’t like the last line. Any suggestions? I had this problem with yesterday’s poem too. Ran out of steam or something.
Breakfast, Dear?
He murmurs in my ear.
I melt like sweet butter on hot French toast.
Golden delicious drops of tasty delight.
After breakfast we leave for work more than satisfied!
http://inkingthepaper.blogspot.com/2010/03/one-single-impression-prompt-107-murmur.html
Not really sure I like this, but all I could think of when I read the prompt was Litany by Billy Collins and a poem a friend wrote modeled on that in which he compared his lover to a deep friend mozzarella stick.
http://comtngrl.livejournal.com/2644.html
Love poems abound
filling the air with romance
and “deep” metaphors
like roses, fire or a drug -
so thorns, burns or addiction?
Sorry that should be “fried” not “friend”
April 7 ~ a tanka ~ http://treasures.edublogs.org/2010/04/07/readwritepoem-april-7/
This is a new poetic type for me!
This was fun – I wrote my first tanka!
http://rosettathurman.posterous.com/napowrimo-poem-7-pressed-a-tanka
http://eveningpoems.blogspot.com/
Merry Itch-mas
Democracy For All
Angeliad of Surazeus
2010 04 07
http://open.salon.com/blog/surazeus/2010/04/07/democracy_for_all
http://stores.lulu.com/angeliad
Now I wish upon a falling star
while driving rickety rusty car
that you come home safe to me
from crazy war to keep us free.
I love my country and its flag
freedom and democracy for all.
Rachel taps her steering wheel
stuck in slow-moving traffic jam
singing loud in dark pouring rain
to ease her heart so full of pain.
I love my country and its flag
freedom and democracy for all.
I miss my crazy tough Marine
who flies a giant war machine
swooping low over Mosul maze
and shooting ghosts of tyranny.
I love my country and its flag
freedom and democracy for all.
Three little children belted safe
laugh and squirm in tickle game
so she calls them each by name
Mick and Mandy and Mary behave.
I love my country and its flag
freedom and democracy for all.
Daily news is showing video
how my noble warrior shot a van
that killed a driver with no gun
and wounded children of his bride.
I love my country and its flag
freedom and democracy for all.
I prayed by lake for weeping souls
and felt their sorrow tear my heart
watching father bleed to death
though I could not help but cry.
I love my country and its flag
freedom and democracy for all.
I wish I could understand why
innocent people will always die
though we fight this desert war
for democracy in Garden of Eden.
I love my country and its flag
freedom and democracy for all.
Now we wish upon a falling star
while cuddled in safe warm bed
father will come back home alive
though he shot a bullet in his head.
I love my country and its flag
freedom and democracy for all.
http://www.robertlunday.net/2010/04/poem-7-crossing-river.html
http://tasmith1122.wordpress.com/2010/04/07/rwp-napowrimopoetic-asides-day-7/
it’s late, i’m tired, this is the best i could do
http://a-mus-ing.blogspot.com/2010/04/for-your-ears-only.html
Tan Dun: Paper Concerto
torn paper echoes
crumpled page crackles and falls
she squeezes my knee
beauty eyeing beholder
laughter quiet in our throats
http://motherveg.wordpress.com/2010/04/07/napowrimo-7-love-funny-side-up/
nice one… <3
My tanka tanka : )
http://inthemindswell.blogspot.com/2010/04/tanka-tanka.html
Okay – I THOUGHT I’d written a tanka, but I’d never tried it before…and then I just went somewhere else. But still…this is the story of the love I have for one of my dearest friends in all the world.
http://mylineofwords.blogspot.com/2010/04/napowrimo-7-love-funny-side-up.html
I got trapped in shirt today and I am vaguely traumatized and didn’t really understand the assignment, but here is what I came up:
http://thegoodtypist.blogspot.com/2010/04/fuzzy-math.html
Congrats to everyone who made it to Day Seven!!!
Kristen McHenry replied:
April 7th, 2010 at 10:51 pm
Uh, that is, I got trapped in A shirt today…it is true! The Kenneth Cole outlet store really needs to size things more accurately.
with 5 minutes to spare for this 5-liner!
http://scriptophobe.blogspot.com/2010/04/napowrimo-7-tanka.html
http://seashelllz.livejournal.com/113839.html
BTW, did this prompt bring out a lot of motorcyclist enthusiasts and metaphors or what?
http://eyemachine.xanga.com/724966720/napowrimo-elbows–knees/